Inside This Mind.

05.05.2006 * 2:56 p.m.
survived.

With a roar of thunderous applause, solo week comes to an end.
I didn't make any kindergarteners cry (on purpose) and my head never exploded, not even once! I think the week was a complete success.
I love those little monkeys. I love them to pieces.

Despite the uplifting joy of my adventures, I feel drained. My eyes are moving slowly and my brain can't keep up. Part of it is due to my womanly hormonal cycle being in the "make my body tired" phase (which also happens to be the "my uterus is angry" phase), part of it has to do with not sleeping as much as I would have liked last night, and part of it has to do with the fact that I've spent the past five days in charge of twenty little children. If I didn't feel obligated to do homework this afternoon I would probably take a nap. Even though I'm not working now, I am at least awake, so I could be doing school work, and that makes me feel better. It doesn't make a whole lot of sense.
(I don't make a whole lot of sense.)

It's Cinco de Mayo. I'm hoping to eat some Mexican food tonight then sit outside the coffee shop downtown, sip hot apple cider, listen to live music, and enjoy the warmth of a boy (who will undoubtedly be wearing a camouflage hat) at my side.

Life is beautiful.